Islanding
Nov 4 · 2 min read
Verdigris copper,
bare mountains rising from dust.
The old ones say naught.
Everything broken: crosses,
houses, empires, eons, time.
Go. See your old friends.
Go to see them in their dens.
Their fur rotten.
Verdigris copper,
bare mountains rising from dust.
The old ones say naught.
Everything broken: crosses,
houses, empires, eons, time.
Go. See your old friends.
Go to see them in their dens.
Their fur rotten.

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